He was looking at her Dad's books, while she threw the porridge down her neck. "Do you hate Katherine now?" She just came out with it, but she fully expected him to turn around and tell her that he didn't want to talk about it. "No, I don't hate Katherine. I don't think she was all there, I think she was too young when Klaus turned her into a vampire," cue the awkward silence. Finally Stefan asked her "why do you like my brother so much Tasha? You know what he's capable of doing, you said yourself he was bad."

Tasha shrugged, "I dunno, probably because he's so bad, you want to know what he's going to do next. I guessed right at the end that the other power was Katherine, but then Damon had disappeared and when Elena screamed his name I thought I'd got it wrong. I really like the fact that he was looking out for you by getting the diary back and he helped you at the end, he does love you and he loves Elena as well." Stefan smiled with a corner of his mouth, she was smart for her age, there was no doubt about it and he knew that she wouldn't forget the day she had with them for a very long time, if she forgot it at all.

"Come on you, it's nearly nine and we have to meet Damon at ten," he smiled at the girl who immediately stopped eating the gruel like substance that she called porridge and went to dispose of it in the kitchen, "what time's your flight?" she called out to him.

"two o clock, so we have to check in at half past eleven," she reappeared with a worried look on her face, "that's not a lot of time." There was another knock on the door, she went to answer it and Stefan could feel her surprise and joy at seeing Damon standing on the doorstep. "Indeed, there isn't going to be much time, so I thought I'd come early. You don't mind do you?" he smiled at her and Stefan heard her heart start to thump louder and faster, time to be going.

"Tasha and I were just getting to go, I'll meet you outside." Stefan told her with a meaningful look as he practically shoved Damon out of the house. Tasha sighed and hurriedly put on her baseball boots, she heard Damon telling Stefan to get his hands off him and that was the moment when she realised that Stefan really wanted to hurt Damon for what he'd done to Elena. In her mind that was all the more reason to get out there, so she scrambled to her feet, tucked her laces into her boots and slammed the front door shut. Both of them turned to stair at her as she pulled her hair back into a ponytail, she shut the porch door and looked at them with a what are you staring at look, Damon opened the car door and pulled forward the passenger seat so Tasha got in, then he went round to his side of the car, leaving Stefan to push the passenger seat back by himself, glaring at Damon.

"Where are we going?" she asked as Damon fired the engine into life, "for a drive."

"Oh, cool, okay then." Damon wasn't saying anything, this is bad thought Tasha.

"I'm sorry if the books upset you. When I realised who you were yesterday, I was going to grab the book and run, but you got there first Damon." Damon glanced at her in the rear-view mirror.

"if it makes you happier Tasha then I can pretend I never met you, how about that?" ouch, she thought.

"Is that like yesterday Damon, when you pretended you didn't know anything about the Night World?" she retorted back, ignoring Stefan's plea to calm down. Damon pulled over to the side of the road and got out, he pushed the seat forward and Tasha knew for certain the fun was over. "Damon! Don't do this to her, it's not her fault so don't take it out on her!" called Stefan, but Damon wasn't listening.

"Go back home little girl. You've had your fun, now leave the grown ups to theirs." He snarled, Tasha couldn't help it, she blew her top at him.

"Why, are you going to threaten another five year old Damon? Or try and steal someone else's girlfriend?" Stefan looked shocked and horrified, Damon had her up against the car and she could clearly see his fangs. "If you were as smart as I thought then you'd keep your mouth shut!" Tasha's temper gave her the courage to stand up to him, "fine! I'm sorry I leant you the books, I'm sorry that Elena's dead and I'm sorry I ever met you!" Tasha tore herself away from Damon who was momentarily distracted by Stefan trying to prise him away from the girl and she took the opportunity to run away from them back towards her father's house, Stefan shoved his older brother against the car in frustration. "Well done brother! That girl trusted us and she hero worshipped you. She leant us the books and you repay her by threatening her?"

Damon opened his mouth to say something but Stefan snarled at him "I don't want to hear it Damon, I've got to go and clean up your mess!" Stefan took off after the girl, leaving his brother standing by his car. There was no sign of her when Stefan reached the house, his powers weren't strong enough to speak to her with his mind and although he knew she was in there she ignored his repeated knocking, he could hear her crying and he hated his brother for what he did to her.

Tasha laid on her bed and cried, she was so stupid to think he'd actually want to be her friend. Stupid, stupid Tasha! She didn't even know why she was crying anyway, it was her fault for lending them the books in the first place.

There was a tapping sound at the window and she looked up to see a big crow standing on the windowsill, she threw her books at him in anger but the crow didn't move. Open the window Tasha, I just want to talk to you came his voice in her head, so she got up and shut the curtain. But the tapping continued and the voice came again just open the window. I'm not going to hurt you.

"Tasha!" came a faint voice from downstairs, Stefan, she thought. "Leave me alone!" she yelled at Damon.

Just then she heard the sound of the lean to door scraping on the drain cover, it wouldn't close properly and she suddenly remembered that she'd left the back door unlocked. She ran downstairs and flew into the kitchen to find Stefan closing the door behind him. "I wanted to make sure that you were okay! He shouldn't have said those things to you, but you shouldn't have lost your temper with him either!" he scolded, then as soon as he realised she about to cry again, he quickly added; "I'm sorry Tasha, it's not your fault. We're just not the best people to be around at the minute." Tasha nodded, wiping her tears away with her sleeve.